No, but I did see a goblin - at least I think I did. There again, it may have been an effect of the prosecco.
Very good clingo, but just to be boring, back to Robin Gibb and his final resting place for a moment. It's not in the photo, but at the foot of his grave is a plaque saying simply "in memory of my twin and sister". I get the reference to Maurice, but didn't know he also had a sister who pre-deceased him. I think there's just elder bother Barry left now.
And not remotely boring mate. In fact I feel a bit guilty about my flippant remark when you were clearly touched by the experience.
Indeed. He embarked on a solo career but as you say, he followed the sad path of many in the business.
Not at all flippant clingo - no problem pal, this is a chat forum for all. Having said that, you're correct. I was quite moved stumbling by accident across that grave. It did have an affect on me and must say that surprised me a lot.
It comes with having a soul sparkey. Love them, hate them or even be indifferent, the BeeGees played a significant part in the memories of our generation. Althought not everyone's cup of tea, there was creative genius. So to come across one of their last resting places in the way that you did, was bound to touch you.